dukung sunghoon aja calliance >_<

🪡🫀 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘑𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘔𝘺𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘎𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘓𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘧 August 13th.

We are overjoyed to commemorate this special day. Oh! Kind sort of gathering, do you doubt? It's the celebration time of none other than the joyous monthiversary of our renowned forest wanderers, @YukiEiko @THIRENSOLE @Edenearth @The13thSyndicate @Beomquesters @RebelResonance @wonhheart @YJFluence @Legacyofdustborne and @KatsOfCovet.

ㅤㅤㅤ⚰️ A lone seedling, cradled
ㅤㅤㅤ｜in fertile soil, has bloomed
ㅤㅤㅤ｜with quiet grace 🏚️🪡

𝓦e offer our sincerest prayers and well wishes to the neighbors out on their journey today. May your path be filled with happiness and prosperity on this day and bring a lifetime of remarkable memories and experiences of the autumnal hues of the trees of the brisk autumn winds guide you toward new adventures.

        Town of Unknown, @Calsearth.

haaaiii calliance!

ndk

siapa sih itu

aku

Drop @. bot coba, mau bertamu, bergaul, keliling, ngeronda, ngerusuh, mampir

DROP ATAU KO SUNGHOON JADI DUGONG

KOKO LAGI YG KENA

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(ETTER HVERT SOM BYEN BLIR TETTERE, BLIR SLEKTNINGER INVITERT TIL Å FLYTTE UT PÅ LANDET.)

Fleeing to a terrain of quietude and sanctity, withdrawing relatives from the hustle and bustle of crowded cities. Under a firmament as vast as the endless blue lies a mesmerizing rural landscape. Hlynnende wind caresses the gentle souls of the grass, the scent of wet soil seeps into the sense of smell, and the rain soaks into the core. Leafy trees hold the most glorious euphoria of togetherness and tranquility, standing gracefully on the edge of the cobblestone road. Wooden houses are neatly arranged, birds chirping like a classic painting that comes to life before our eyes.

Dew still clinging to the leaves, accompanied by the heavenly harmonious strains of fragrant settlement, stepping deeper in search of family members who have not yet been gathered. Inviting to return to purer roots. We looked for the figures of mother (1985–1995), uncles and aunts (1990–1997), and siblings (older: 1998–2002; younger: 2007–2011).

Droplets flowed a stream of serenity that encouraged the gallantry to become a member of the hamlet leaf. I, (name, muse, and line), gave myself up to reveal that I was the branch that had been sought.

To reassemble, the only route is through the @SorguineBot.

Gently adapting to the atmosphere. Pedaling on the path, watching the twilight crawling on the horizon. Turning the sky into a mesmerizing flammeus canvas.
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